Xilan was unhappy, but she was sensible enough not to try to keep her master.
She learned something from her master, that everyone has his own life and should learn to respect the lives of others. She didn't understand why her master wanted to leave, but she respected her master's choice.
Before leaving, Mu Lin touched Xilan's head and said with a smile: "Don't be sad, we can exchange letters. Xilan must write a letter to the master."
"Yes!" Xilan nodded solemnly, "Master must come to visit Xilan, and Xilan will also visit Master in the future!"
"Okay, when Xilan turns into a human form, you can come to see the master, and then the master will teach you more things. Now Xilan, you must be good at home, practice well, and listen to your parents..."
Mu Lin talked a lot, but in the end he was reluctant to leave the little girl, so he kissed her forehead before leaving.
Mu Lin may not realize that her connection with this world is deepening.
Mu Lin flew to Yingzhou this time. Along the way, she was thinking about what she would say to her master. Would her master be surprised to see her come back suddenly? Did her master water the crystal orchid in her room? Would her master's chess skills improve? She wanted to play chess with her master...
When Mu Lin arrived in Yingzhou, he used the Qi-hiding Pill and special techniques to carefully conceal his own breath, wanting to give his master a surprise.
Mu Lin quietly passed through the Three Thousand Primordial Boundaries and entered the Suyuan Palace. The surrounding environment had not changed at all, and it was still spotless. The crystal orchid in the back hall was also in full bloom.
Not in the bedroom, not in the study, and not in the back mountain. Mu Lin looked around but couldn't find his master, so he walked towards the basement.
Mu Lin reached the first floor of the East Pavilion through the secret passage in the basement. He vaguely felt the presence of his master, but still did not see his master.
Is it upstairs
Mu Lin climbed up the stairs. In order to give her master a surprise, her steps were as light as the wind and made no sound. There were nine floors in the East Pavilion, and she soon climbed to the eighth floor. The wooden ceiling was not soundproof, and Mu Lin heard a conversation coming from upstairs.
"When will she come back?" This was the master's voice, so faint that it seemed to have no emotion. However, the understanding from many years of getting along with him made Mu Lin taste something unusual.
Is the master discussing her with others? Mu Lin suddenly felt uncomfortable.
The other person chuckled and said slowly: "It takes a long time to gather the soul. Don't forget that when she committed suicide, her soul was almost gone..."
Mu Lin didn't know whether he should be shocked by the content of their conversation or shocked that the person speaking was Mo Wangchen.
"I have used my blood essence to nourish the Yushu Divine Grass for 9,900 years. It will bloom in another 100 years."
"Yes, when the Yushu Divine Grass blooms, it can gather souls and call back the dead..."
Mu Lin was extremely shocked. Her master had hidden such a big secret, and she had never discovered it.
The divine grass has been nourished with blood and essence for nearly 10,000 years. If an ordinary immortal does this, his vitality will be greatly damaged and his cultivation will be difficult to improve. The master was not an emperor at the beginning, but he kept breaking through, from weak to strong. In the process, he kept losing blood and essence, and wasted his cultivation. He was willing to gamble his own immortal path. What kind of obsession is this
Whose soul did the master want to gather? A relative? Or... a lover? Mu Lin felt a little uncomfortable. She knew it was because she suddenly learned that the master had someone who was closer to her and even related by blood.
This was something she, a latecomer, could not change, and Mu Lin soon felt relieved.
Yushu Magic Herb… Maybe she could check it out too.
Mu Lin went downstairs quietly and returned to his bedroom. The crystal orchid in the hall was growing well. It seemed that the master often came to water it. Mu Lin raised a slight arc on his lips.
When Zhechuan sent Mo Wangchen away and returned to his own bedroom, he was about to open the door when the door opposite opened. His little disciple, whom he had not seen for many years, was standing in front of the door, looking at him with a smile.
His voice was as ethereal and sweet as ever, "Master, your disciple is back."
Orikawa looked at her for a long time before saying, "Rin'er, you've lost weight."
The whole person looks thinner, but more energetic, and the eyes are brighter and more brilliant.
"Yeah, doesn't it look better?" Mu Lin turned around and smiled.
"Thinness is beautiful, but too much is as bad as too little."
"Alas, Master, you won't let me be happy for a moment~"
"Don't stand at the door. Come in with me."
It was the first time for Mu Lin to enter his master's room. He looked around secretly. There was a mysterious desk, a round table, two or three chairs, and a square bed. All the materials were good, but the furnishings were incredibly simple.
Mu Lin looked at the purple clay teapot on the table and said coquettishly: "Disciple wants to drink the oolong tea you brew~"
"good."
Orikawa started making tea without saying a word. His movements were neat and graceful, just like flowing water. After a while, Mu Lin was holding the teacup with an intoxicated look on his face.
"Why didn't you bring Xilan back?"
Orikawa learned from the letter that Mu Lin had accepted the Dragon Girl from the North Sea as his disciple, and he was also promoted to the master, which gave him a sense of freshness.
"There is no rush for this matter. Xilan is still young. I think it is better for her to be with her parents. Sooner or later, I will bring her back to Yingzhou. When the time comes, Master must prepare a gift for her~"
"That's natural. After traveling around for a few years, you've learned to consider others. Lin'er, how have you been these past few years?"
"I have learned a lot, especially in medical skills. When I was in Yingzhou, I read medical books for a few years and thought that there was no disease in the world that could be cured. Who would have thought that after practicing medicine in Fanghu for three years, I encountered various difficult and complicated diseases and felt that there was no book to help me!"
Don't even mention how frustrated Mu Lin was at that time. It was the first time that he felt that books were not omnipotent. Some things could only be understood by one's own exploration, just like crossing a river by feeling the stones.
"It is better to have no books than to believe in them blindly. Lin'er, the art of medicine is ever-changing and should be studied throughout one's life. Only by constantly accumulating experience and learning can one become more advanced day by day."
"I am grateful for your teaching."
"Master, I have been to the East Sea, the North Sea, and crossed the Dazhui Desert to Fanghu Island at the end of the West Sea. I have seen the mysterious Qingyou Divine Heritage Secret Realm... By the way, Master, do you know a man in red? His name is Ah Heng. He has an ordinary appearance, but he gives people a very special feeling, a kind of... sacred and inviolable feeling. I saw him in the Qingyou Divine Heritage Secret Realm. After the Immortal Realm Peach Conference ended, I also saw him walking side by side with Lianyou Immortal Lord, but he didn't seem to be from the Immortal Realm."
For some reason, Mu Lin felt a little concerned.
Emperor Zhechuan said calmly: "I don't know him."
"Oh," Mu Lin forgot that her master never left the house. If she wanted to ask anything, she should have asked the North Sea Dragon King, who had friends all over the world. Unfortunately, she forgot, and Mu Lin was a little annoyed.
"What are your plans after this?"
"My disciple is already an immortal, but his progress is slow. I vaguely know that I am lacking in my state of mind, so I want to cultivate my mind and cultivate my character by traveling abroad, hoping to achieve a clear and bright state of mind."
This is also an important reason why Mu Lin went out to travel.
"Yes, you still need to continue your training."
Mu Lin quickly took over the conversation, "But after several years of separation, I miss you, Master, and want to stay with you for a few more days in Yingzhou. Master, please don't be so anxious to send me away!"
"Why should I chase you away?"
"I learned how to cook from the islanders of Fanghu Island. Master, please wait here and I will show you my cooking skills!"
"good."
Orikawa never thought that he would be able to taste the dishes cooked by his disciple in his lifetime, and he was a little bit looking forward to it. But when he thought that she couldn't even make tea properly, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
If Mu Lin knew what her master was thinking, she would be so angry that she would vomit blood. Isn't it good that the tea she brewed was praised by Qing Yujun and his wife? Only her master had such high requirements.
Orikawa was quietly drinking tea and reading a book. When he was halfway through the book, Mu Lin came in with the prepared dishes. There were a few dishes floating behind her, which smelled fresh and fragrant and looked quite sumptuous.
Xihai gravy shrimp, abalone and guinea fowl, white jade steamed scallops, silver dollar scallops in juice... and two bowls of seafood braised noodles.
It was all seafood, and Orikawa's eyelids twitched.
Mu Lin used a serving chopstick to put a piece of abalone on the master's plate, "Master, you also know that Fanghu is close to the sea. The seafood there is really unique. I followed Qingyu Jun's wife for a long time..."
"Are you talking about Madam Shen, Shen Ruyue?"
Mu Lin was a little surprised, "Master, do you know her?"
"Her father is the best chef in the fairy world, Shen Jianghu, who ascended to become a fairy a thousand years ago. Shen Xianchu invited Luochen to dinner and asked him to send his mortal daughter to Fang Hu to learn from him. I heard him mention it before."
Zhechuan didn't want to recall how Luochen praised Shen Jianghu's cooking skills in an exaggerated tone. He kept talking about it for several days, which gave him a headache.
"I've never heard Mrs. Shen mention it."
"Because after Madam Shen married Master Qingyu Jun, the relationship between father and daughter was severed."
Shen Jianghu even took his anger out on Luochen, and the two of them lost contact. Luochen was quite regretful that he couldn't go for a free meal, and she kept nagging in his ear for a long time, which annoyed him so much that he wanted to slap Luochen to death.
"Is that so... Mrs. Shen must be very sad, right? No wonder no one from her family was with her when she had a difficult delivery." Mu Lin's impression of this Shen Xianchu suddenly became bad.
"Shen Jianghu is a smart man. This will be good for both parties."
Mu Lin looked at his master in confusion.
"Shen Jianghu is employed by the Immortal Court. Severing ties with him shows that he is putting justice above family ties. It is a righteous act, and he will not be punished by the rules of heaven. For Madam Shen, she has only lost her reputation. She has lost her natal family, but the Immortal Court will not use the father-daughter relationship to threaten her."
Mu Lin was enlightened by his master's advice. The rules of the Immortal Court are strict. How could the Immortal Court allow a Golden Immortal to have an affair with his disciple? But Fang Hu is not under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Court, and Qing Yujun is a Golden Immortal. The couple is protected by the entire Fang Hu Island, and the Immortal Court cannot anger Fang Hu. Shen Jianghu announced that he would sever ties with his daughter at this time. Although it made Mrs. Shen fall into an unfilial situation, it was also a kind of protection for her.